The Stable

Sarah and Emily squirmed on their padded dais platforms. They had been hooded, gagged with ball bit gags, and had been dressed in outfits that could best be described by their inexperienced minds as horse costumes. Both girls now shuttered and squirmed and moaned helplessly as they felt their platforms begin to move. It was obvious to both girls now that they were helpless, and completely at the mercy of Ms. Westgate and the staff of the college. As their platforms squeaked down the hallway, the girls couldn't keep track of all the twists and turns.

Finally, the carts stopped, and they were left on their daises again,...